My Moonlight Girl
Teddy Lupin X Victoire Weasley
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
She is a dream, my dream, and I never want to wake up. She's a breath of Spring; a kiss of Summer; a touch of Autumn, and a song of Winter. She is the epitome of beauty, more than even her part-Veela blood could ever have attributed towards.
She spreads her arms like angels' wings, and light reflects on her moonlight hair like a halo. She spins and spins, dancing and laughing through life, whilst I trail behind her in awe.
Her hair is aglow with moonbeams, spilling over her shoulders and falling in celestial tendrils about her face. Her eyes shine with the promise of a thousand stars and her lips quirk up at the corners, smiling at a joke that no-one understands but her.
She's like a cut diamond, with no imperfections but an immeasurable amount of splendour. Her voice is a wondrous melody, a symphony of laughs and lyres.
It's impossible not to fall for her, and I wouldn't have it any other way. She's the moon to my lonely earth, and the stars to my empty sky.
Her kisses alight my soul, and her caresses set fire to my skin. A blush skitters across her porcelain cheeks, obscuring the scatter of freckles, but never does she look less than perfect. I know I'm not worthy of her, but there isn't a thing in the world that would make me give up her love.
She's my everything; my moonlight girl.